My long forgotten entry.

it's been a tiring, long week.

i'm stil at my homeworks are still piling up.

it's like you do five piece today, another five comes next.

even lunch is very packed now.

look.



everybody looks so.. this is beyond words to describe.

never mind.

anyway. the girl on the right is yen yi. followed by me and then keith.

yen yi.

she may look chinese and all that. but seriously.

she has 'chim' english. and a very nice accent.

sometimes i have to remind her not to add lar, leh, or lor in her words.

it realy destroys her beautiful accent.

i added a good song into my playlist earlier. it's a dedication to someone special in my life.

it goes by the name 'hey there delilah'.

i found the lyrics and posted it here.


"Hey There Delilah"

Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true



Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side



Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

What you do to me



Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good


Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all



Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me


A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame



Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This ones for you


Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

What you do to me.



this song is for you, mary.

hope you'll know.

greetings, my visitors.

i have been blogging for more than one year, and i'm proud of it.

this is actually the 221st post i've done.

i'm very very very proud.

for these posts, i've been uttering names like weijie, fuyi, xingjian and bla bla bla.

who the hell know who are they right?

so i thought abit of intorduction of my guys will be a great idea.

here i go!

weijie.
once a top 5 innova jc basketball player who actually end up out of shape as he ventures into his world of designs. currently a freelance designer, and still out of shape.

xingjian.
if there's ever a perfect blend of attitudes and laziness, then xingjian is definitely the one. a passionate rp student who usually skip class just because of a reason named overslept.

peilun.
in NS, but peeks at my blog whenever there is a chance. i have this premonition of him only getting attached at the age of 26.

benson.
craps. craps. and alot of craps. once you get him started, there's no way for him to stop. if i have to think of a description, then it'll be mrt. once the train moves, it stops only at the next station. for him it's a different case. he even crushes people to get past that station.

fuyi.
i don't know why and i won't ask why. fuyi's always full of sickness like cold and heat. he can suffer from a cold today, but the next day might be something different. he is an enigma.

tyngcheong.
another one who refuses to tag my blog. no matter how hard i try, i won't even get something like 'i was here'. this fella always appear when i feel like disturbing someone. a very good candidate to 'bully'. no offence though.

manchun.
from what i see, manchun seems to know everything. or at least, he appears to be like that. but when i probe further, his explainations start to turn vague. i'm not suspicious or anything. but most of the time, i'm just curious.

bixia.
my senior in library club. i wouldn't dare to badmouth her. and i wouldnt't even try. a nice person. but my guys kept creating undesirable comments about her and me that is not backed with any proper evidences. don't worry. i'd sue them one day. haha.

peiling.
sister of bixia. not blood sisters mind you. a girl with mind set of her own. recently found her happiness in school. congrats.

felicia.
my best mate in stansfield. an intelligent mate if i have to be precise. she uses profound english to communicate, sparing to mercy to those who oppose her. but sadly. she has 'advanced' chinese skills and that is really her weak point. heh.

frans.
another best mate from stansfield. speaks monotonously. looks arrogant if he never talks. it took me weeks to get him talking. i swear and alan is my witness. has the 'thing' for rihanna but never admits it. loves mv of umbrella and S.O.S (rescue me).

alan.
big bully. have an insatiable appetite to pick on me. though there's no offence included. currently in malaysia. M.I.A.

jieshen.
first thing. happy belated birthday. jieshen. quiet. calm. patient. a perfect choice of studying partner if you're bored. but i haven't try it yet. so. haha. just an opinion of mine.

keith.
eehhh. keithy, keithy, keithy. appearance of a 25 years old, but he is actually A YEAR YOUNGER THAN ME!! well. because i've known him for only a week. so.. i must not make any comments yet.

clinton.
buddy! buddy! buddy! good luck for the operation. i won't add thorns to my comments for you yet. so, come back next time.

err. for anyone i missed, please inform me. i used more than an hour for this post.

just inform me if your name's not here alright!!

my name

lasalle is great today.

drawing class are fun. ccs tutorials too.

anyway. keith named something interesting today.

err.. what was it??

hmm... travis dharfianto esfranssa?

for once somebody said my names is very italian.

not bad eh?

i once tried searching 'dharfianto' in yahoo.

all i get is 2 links.

and 2 of them are my friends blog.

anyway. no point talking about all these.

lasalle poeple, just remember to call me travius.

not the singer.

life in a toilet

i woke up earlier than what i expected today.

slept at 2am, and woke up at around 12.

sigh. i can do better than this.

haha.

something terrible happened earlier.

no. no. not the fact i woke up at 12.

come. come. let me tell you.

i woke up. i loitered abit. i went to bath.

i always have this habbit of bringing my clothes and towel with me.

unlike some people, my house is quite packed.

and i don't find the idea of walking out of the shower, towel wrapped around my waist, cool or exciting.

but if i'm like brad pitt or orlando bloom. or even josh duhamel.

why not? i'll definitely walk out in towel.

LOL.

i was just kidding.

don't take that seriously.

so, as i was saying. i have that particular habit of bringing the stuffs.

however, for today. i forgot.

so i went in with nothing. and i realised that only when i'm done showering.

i shouted for anyone. but none replied.

hmm. that damn door must be too thick.

oh. speaking of door. i have another story later.

i stood in there for hours until my sis comes knocking.

the hell, right? i got her to fetch me my stuff and i'm done.

when i got out. oh. it's only been 20 minutes.

that damn door. i have another story for that. since i'm lazy now, i'll do it some other time alright?

haha. wait for my next post.

Grandpa trouble

wow.

i'm in this LAN shop in bugis.

school ended early today. kinda unexpected.

but who wouldn't want an early day off?

so, i was saying. this LAN shop. they have great speakers.

when i play music, i can feel vibrations on the table.

understood how powerful is it?

seriously.

i have alot to blog about.

i'll just start with yesterday and leave the rest for next time.

so, yesterday was awful.

i went home.

cooked some food.

ate. left the plates in the sink.

then, grandpa came and claimed something in his thunderous voice.

'*** *** ar, you cook abit of stuff and made so much mess in the kitchen! look at me! i made some food too and the room is still tidy!'

i argued of course. i will not take that lying down.

what did i say wasn't of great importance.

the main point is he replied nothing and suffer the loss in silence.

now. this must have set you thinking.

what could have i done to achieve such victory?

and i must have been such a bastard.

but hey. i never win arguements against him before.

haha.

why then?

i cooked spaghetti and fried chicken.

grandpa?

oh. he made himself a cup of malt cereals.

First day of Lasalle

first day of school is brain-damaging.

first day of school is spine-chilling.

first day of school is life-threatening.

first day of school is nerve-breaking.

first day of school is mind-wrenching.

first day of school is just horrible.

and second is yet to come..

Caring citizens. Future leaders.

i went back o school the other day.

the feeling was somehow different.

no longer the mixture of morning drowsiness and reluctance of attending classes i used to have.

teachers were quite happy to see us.

i'm almost an adult now, or at least i look like one.

stepping in was quite an experience to me. for once, i felt embarassed.

this is my old school, why the embarassment?, i told myself.

all the stupid things i've done. all the crazy moments i've been through.



this is one of them.

had a fall from the first railing to the other one. landed quite hard on the back of my head. bled profusely, went to hospital and got 7 stitches.

everyone claimed i fell because of pokemon trading cards. but i assure you with my greatest confidence. that is not the case.

the real reason? don't ask me.

this accident made a big commotion the next day. even the principal made her speech personally.

anyway. i figured the library will be a special place worth mentioning, since i'm an ex-librarian.





yes. yes. i know. i must be dumb to join. but trust me. i didn't really resent it. it was fun. but the indian lady inside was fierce. we even nicknamed her 'blacked face sun goddess'.

cool eh?

oh. another favourite place of mine.

this is a nice garden with pavilions supported by colourful umbrellas.



our hangout area before morning assembly.

a place for crazy bums like us to play cards.

a horrible area where we rushed our design and technology portfolios before we get out asses grilled.

just for your information. this is my working bench.



table equipped with saws, hammers, and vices. sounds dangerous yes, but my teacher has got scarier stuffs.

oh! oh! the fitness corner. teowpoo, fuyi and yongwhee.



those bullies. big bullies. huge bullies. enormous bullies. giant bullies.

there was a time where i was dragged to that corner, and allowed to leave only after a few sets of pull-ups. yeah. those tyrants. perverted tyrants.

here comes the basketball court. our most usual hangout.

i only got a picture of the rim. that's something i could never touch.



it was a fact and it is still a fact. here, alan will definitely laugh and says 'NOOB!'.

WHO CARES? YOU HEARD ME ALAN? I DONT'T CARE!

this is what my school looks like from inside. you can see the classrooms lining up. it may look like mini prisons. but it's nice.



i took the picture as though my school is genting highland. but i really like it. it's good. it's good.

this wall outside the music room, bears the name of our houses. something i'm not really proud of.

no offence here. but unless you're really dumb or dense, you should be able to tell i'm from victory.



yeah. victory house. instead of green house, we have victory house. cool right? so creative. and we sound so powerful.

but we never really win any trophies, did we?

look. look. don't i look like a pianist? this is a playing tool for students in school.



amazing for him, you know, to survive years of torment. well, it's good to know he's fine, alive and still kicking.

now. now. now. this is the detention room.

i have definitely absolutely totally NEVER been there before.



see? i'm such a good boy. and i remained as one til now. lol. now i feel endangered. i just got whacked on my head by benson.

what's wrong? i AM a good boy.

one of things im proudest of my school? that must be the parade square and real sized soccer field we have.



aren't you soccer fanatics envious? oh! ho! ho! ho!

now is the pictures i took with some teachers. it's hard to award a best teacher award with them around. but if it's the strictes teacher... well.

i'd better not. i don't know who else might be looking.



the last two pictures. our school motto and song.

one thing about the song. regardless of the simple lyrics, even the fourth years spent half the time mumbling through the song.



what's wrong with them, mann.



lol. and the motto? well. nothing interesting lar.

i love naval base.

eeeww.

Test and playlist.

i've seen the result of the latest test.

seems that noone has gotten pass the 50 marks border.

come on, people! i'm sure you're capable of better scores!

anyway.

you people might realise this.

thanks to fuyi.

i have a playlist to boast about now.

though it's only a 5 songs list.

hmm. hope you people will like the songs.

i myself, particularly prefer 'When You're Gone(Acoustic)' by Avril Lavigne.

a very relaxing version compared to the version i posted.

oh.

about the 3rd of august, happy birthday, boonleong!

hope you like the ipod mp3 player we gave you.

enjoy, my friends!